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Late though it may be, today is Week 20 of The 52 Project, and today, I have a photo of my beautiful, curly-haired g’daughter, D. “Happy” should be her middle name, as she is a ray of sunshine who lights up a room with her presence. After a long day, this photo was taken as she played with a friend’s dog. She adores animals, which comes as no surprise since she and her Mom and Dad have a dog, two cats, a frog, fish and three horses–quite a menagerie.

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This post caught my attention because it caused me to pause and consider how often I make unkind comments and have unkind thoughts about other people. Perhaps, it is irrelevant to you guys and girls, and I applaud you for it. Now, if asked by people that I know, I am often described as kind because it is a quality that I strive to convey to those that I meet. Nevertheless, I can think of various instances where I unconsciously act contrary to the old adage “if you don’t have something good to say, don’t say anything at all.” This post encourages me to recognize those instances, and change my behavior.

How Speaking Only Kind Words Changed My Life

by Alison Cebulla

May 2012 I was at a party at a friend’s house and I set my purse down in the living room thinking it was a safe space. Later in the evening I discovered that someone at the party had gone through my purse and stolen $200 cash, my iPhone, and my digital camera. Rather than ask “why did this happen to me?” which is question to which there is no fulfilling answer, I thought “how can I use this experience to transform myself in some way so that I don’t feel terrible about it?”

I thought about the fact that my possessions were stolen at a party amongst trusted friends and what that symbolized for me. Was I always so good to my friends? I realized that more often than not I put down friends behind their backs with…

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Who Am I?

Hi, My name is Lydia. "Seeking Querencia" is a personal journey blog that I created as a means of documenting my thoughts and feelings about life, and more, after my health caused me to resign from my active practice as a trial attorney. Writing is therapy. Grab a seat, with a beverage of your choice, and stay a while. I believe that each person whom we encounter along our path, has a lesson to teach. I'd love to discover yours. Warm blessings, Lydia